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You cross your bridges and tend to burn them as you go.
When I first came to this world I was innocent to your ways,
my sight has turned inside its self trying to understand.

As life continues on,
all the scars and pains build on your masks and the baggage you carry,
making it hard for me to read between your lines and understand.
instead of accepting people for who they are you tend to judge them not worthy of you,
instead of being others like you, human and lost in the menagerie of others turmoils.

Peace of mind comes to my soul with that of what nature has instilled in me,
the desire to love and care, I can never seem to hold down a relationship,
but when my son comes dragging his blanket and snuggles up in my lap
like he just now done, all seems right. I wish I could find that right mate,
I really do, but in these moments, all is right.

Nice writing.

your poetry is great

Thank you. Very nice.